| From the time you understood anything
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| You’re misled to believe a false truth
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| If you lived on in one’s glory
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| All that could befoul would be diverted
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| This couldn’t be further from the truth
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| You control nothing
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| And there’s nothing you can do
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| Your path has been set
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| And to this you will see it through
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| Dividing the flesh and the essence
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| While dying — you see as you should
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| But could never see
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| Fleeing the host — panic frenzy
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| Your last breaths to be counted
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| And faint images fade as hope loses its worth
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| Lift the veil to see the unseen
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| The absence of light, exquisite agony
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| Forked tongue messenger
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| Deliverer whose words are the key
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| The door of perception unlocks
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| This couldn’t be further from the truth
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| You control nothing
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| And there’s nothing you can do
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| Your path has been set
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| And to this you will see it through
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| Dividing the flesh and the essence
|
| While dying — you see as you should
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| But could never see
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| Fleeing the host — panic frenzy
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| Your last breaths to be counted
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| And faint images fade as hope loses its worth |